I Bring You The Gift Of These

We Are Never In Search Of Things, But Always In Search Of The Search.

Continuous Eloquence Wearies. Grandeur Must Be Abandoned To Be Appreciated. Continuity In Everything Is Unpleasant. Cold Is Agreeable, That We May Get Warm.

Our Achievements Of Today Are But The Sum Total Of Our Thoughts Of Yesterday. You Are Today Where The Thoughts Of Yesterday Have Brought You And You Will Be Tomorrow Where The Thoughts Of Today Take You.

The Eternal Silence Of These Infinite Spaces Frightens Me.

Nothing Gives Rest But The Sincere Search For Truth.